The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Song Jingzhang looked at Emperor Jingtai's gloomy face and secretly said, "Sure enough,
Now it is certain that the emperor has already arranged his back-up plan, otherwise he would not be so angry but not panicked.

After pondering for a moment, after performing a filial act of worrying about the emperor's father's health, he opened his mouth to add fuel to the fire,

"...The most urgent thing is to think of a way to deal with it. After all, the First Emperor's troops are already approaching the Xuanzheng Palace."

Emperor Jingtai's face darkened again, but thinking of his previous arrangements, he did not faint this time. Instead, he stood in front of the window with a cold face, "Zhao Zhongyin, go and see where Xu Benzheng is now?"

Xu Benzheng was the commander of the Royal Forest Army.

Seeing that Zhao Zhongyin didn't ask anything else, he turned around and went down.
Song Jingzhang became more and more sure of his guess. He rubbed the ring on his hand twice and stood calmly in a corner, waiting for the boss to arrive.
To be honest, he was really looking forward to the scene when the boss worked hard and planned to rebel with a last-ditch plan, but when he thought he was about to succeed, he was instantly exposed by the emperor.

the other side,
The other princes, such as the fourth, fifth and other older ones,
After learning that the boss was leading his troops to force the palace, no matter what he thought in his heart, he hurried to the Xuanzheng Palace on the grounds that he was worried about the emperor's father.

However, they were stopped halfway back by someone sent by their well-informed mothers and concubines.
Concubine Xian also wanted to stop her son, but when she got the news, she found that Song Jingzhang had gone to Xuanzheng Hall early.

I was frightened and anxious, and I didn't dare to send anyone over. I could only chant sutras repeatedly in front of the Buddha statue anxiously, praying for the safety of Emperor Jingtai and Song Jingzhang.

Amid the worries of many princes and women in the harem, the eldest prince Song Jingkang finally broke through the guards of the Royal Forest Army and came to the Xuanzheng Hall.

In the palace, Emperor Jingtai, who had been sitting on the dragon chair and taking a nap since he had just asked Zhao Zhongyin to find Xu Benzheng, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound outside.

"Third brother, go welcome your eldest brother in."

Song Jingzhang bowed his hands and said yes, walked out and opened the door of Xuanzheng Hall.

By chance, he saw Song Jingkang, who was full of bloody aura and his sword was still dripping with blood, and he took steps to enter the palace.

As soon as the two brothers met each other and looked at each other, they saw what the other meant in each other's eyes.
Song Jingzhang: The eldest brother is still as brave as ever, but unfortunately, like the second brother, he may have to return home early to take care of himself.

Song Jingkang: Huh, you are a hypocritical and cowardly person from a lowly background. When others don’t know, you are also staring at this dragon chair? But she didn't have the guts to fight, so she just acted like a little girl.

"Where is the father?"

"Brother, our brother, I still want to advise you, don't go too far."

Song Jingkang snorted coldly, "I won't bother my third brother anymore."

After speaking, he raised his hand to push him away and walked into the palace.

Song Jingzhang didn't move, just stood in front of him, "My brother has something unclear, and I hope that the great emperor can help him clear up his doubts."

Song Jingkang frowned and stared at him without speaking.
Song Jingzhang continued talking to himself, "Since the second emperor brother was imprisoned in the palace, you have been the most vocal prince in the court. To be honest, if there is no accident, you can inherit the great treasure naturally after waiting for a hundred years for your father. Why bother?" Why take such a desperate risk?"

Song Jingkang raised his eyes, glanced at him in surprise, and laughed disdainfully,
"Third brother, now that you've reached this point, do you still need to pretend to be pretentious with your brother?"

Yes, pretending,
From the beginning to the end, Song Jingkang felt that Song Jingzhang's usually courteous, virtuous, unfeminine, cold-faced and selfless people were all just pretending, especially... they were trying to be nice and sweet in front of Emperor Jingtai.
It was just for the dragon chair, but they chose different paths.
They are all the emperor's sons, who doesn't know who? When people go out and are respected and bowed and called "Master", who would be willing to be subordinate to his brothers?
Glancing towards the direction of Xuanzheng Hall, Song Jingkang approached Song Jingzhang,

Ningmei said lightly, "Third brother, if you are still working hard for the so-called emperor's favor at this time, you might as well flatter your brother and me more, otherwise after today, my brother will not be so easy to talk to."

After saying that, he pushed him away hard and went into the palace.

Song Jingzhang was silent for a while, then laughed softly twice.

Then he turned around and followed him.

Then he saw Song Jingkang, who had arrived a few steps in front of the Dragon Case, lifted the hem of his armor, knelt down and said loudly:
"Father, my son, please take your place in Zen."

"Have you learned all your etiquette and shame from a dog?" Emperor Jingtai became angry and threw down the paperweight on the dragon case with a wave of his hand.
Song Jingkang dodged away neatly, "Father, the matter has come to an end. You should stop talking about him. No matter how much time is delayed, the outcome cannot be changed."

"Don't worry, my son will not let you move out of Xuanzheng Hall. You can still enjoy your old age here, and my son will still be filial to you!"

"Okay, okay, so filial!"

Seeing Emperor Jingtai clutching his chest and looking like he was about to faint again,

Song Jingzhang quickly stepped forward to support him and help Shunqi.

"Brother, my father is ill and has not yet recovered. I just learned that you led troops into the palace and almost fainted. Even if you really want to do something, you must take care of your father's health."

Song Jingkanghun didn't care and said frankly: "That's why I want my father to take the throne so that I can take care of myself with peace of mind."

Emperor Jingtai was so angry that he actually calmed down. He waved Song Jingzhang to retreat to one side and stared at Song Jingkang with a pair of sharp eagle eyes. "Boss, do you really think you have a chance to win?"

Under the interpretation of these eyes that grew from fear to adulthood, Song Jingkang panicked for a moment.
But then I thought of my nearly 100,000-strong army, and my heart fell back to reality.
"I have a hundred thousand troops waiting outside. If my son doesn't go out, and I don't know what he will do in a hurry, my father should not delay any longer."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Son, I don't dare. I'm just telling the truth. I advise my father not to drink wine as a penalty, otherwise I won't blame you for being rude." Song Jingkang was a little impatient at the end.

"Okay, your Highness Prince Jing, don't you want to be rude to me? Then let me see your Highness Prince Jing's methods."

It just so happened that at this time,

Song Jingkang's deputy general couldn't wait anymore when he saw that he hadn't come out for a long time, so he broke in with a team of elite soldiers.
Song Jingkang raised his head and glanced at Emperor Jingtai who remained unmoved, and Song Jingzhang who seemed to be unconcerned.
A different feeling flashed through my mind, but as I was about to successfully sit on the dragon chair, I could no longer care about anything else.
He waved his hand and said loudly: "Take it."

I thought it would be an overwhelming scene,

But those Jingwei who were very obedient just now and admired him extremely did not move at all.